the east am.
i've got a sore throat from shouting 'ooooiii: you f***ing w***er'.
this looks deceptively small for what is actually blocking half the road and the front door of the factory.
it's a gypsy trick: turn up with a load of shit, drop the tailgate, lift the back and drive off as the detritus slides out everywhere.
or, the conspiracy theory goes: that it's the council deliberately trying to devalue our property by enlisting the gypsies to do their dirty work...after all, it would be in both their interests...
we're taking comfort with colonel abraham's 'trapped'.
more follows...
the west pm.
happy valentine's day y'all.
today i only had three shoots.
the first was with 'smoosh' in a sweet shop in east dulwich called 'hope and greenwood'.
they are SO young but their music is superb and interresting.
unfortunately there was a scheduling equivelent of janet jackson's 'wardrobe malfunction' and the girls arrived an hour late for our shoot.
which made me an hour late for my next shoot with 'wayne m coyne': he of the flaming lips.
even though that shoot was only supposed to be and hour and a half...
because we're so double professional we still got the shots and had a nice (but short) time with wayne.
our conversation started on the subject of eating bugs, like spiders and suchlike.
he was very ego free and friendly.
shame we didn't get more time to converse.
stopped and shot robert cary-williams' 3 pieces on manequins on route home.
took 45mins to get from kingsland road to hackney wick, in the perou-mobile.
who are all these people and why are they determined to drive so slowly/block my way home east?
i still have a little bit of husky voice left.
but it's definately on it's way somewhere else.
very romantic valentine's tones i have: must scream abuse at gypsies dumping crap on my doorstep more often.
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